my mom. It's a good reminder that before she was my mom, and even now, she was an individual. Someone entirely separate from being my mom and siblings' mom. Not just a grandma. She was once young and had dreams and plans and goals and ideas that didn't involve me. And that is cool.
My mom probably wouldn't like this, but I think of her as the first feminist I knew (before I even knew what a feminist was). My mom moved to the big city (Salt Lake City) from her small hometown of Moreland, Idaho. She was independent and supported herself. Of course she knew how, she grew up on a potato farm with her six sisters. Those Perkes girls did everything - run the tractor, work the harvest, play softball, have fun in the barn, and everything else.
She's always worked hard and supported herself and her family. She does what she wants, always has. She's strong, but sometimes doesn't know it.
So today we celebrate the birth of Pamela Don.